Volume 11 Chapter 8 (3)

As Xia Qian expected, Yang Ning and Pingyan listened to his words, but judging from the fluctuation of the eyes of the two, they seemed to be very interested in the way he proposed the cultural war, I don't know how long it took, until Xia Qian felt that his feet were gradually paralyzed, Yang Ning laughed and said, "This is indeed a good idea, what does Sister Yan think?"

Ping Yan's heart turned back and forth, just through Xia Qian's secret war, he had already fallen behind because of the dagger, such a literary war was obviously beneficial to himself, if he could wear down Yang Ning's fighting spirit by grinding hard and soaking hard, then he still had a five-point chance of winning, not to mention that in terms of combat experience, no matter how talented Yang Ning was, it would be difficult to beat himself. However, after this proposal, she also had a further understanding of Xia Qian, originally she just heard that this young man was a prestigious general, and being able to fight well may not be good at strategy, so Ping Yan did not take this difficult young man to heart, but because of a little old affection, he looked at him differently, and he didn't expect Xia Qian to give advice twice before and after, first sowing discord and destroying the tacit understanding between himself and Yang Ning, so that the battle situation intensified, and the second time he helped himself without a trace, and he was really very intelligent, no wonder his senior brother-in-law Zheyunshan would value him so much。 It's a pity that Xia Qian is too smart, he lives with himself, and he didn't expect Yang Ning's temperament to almost die, and now although he has saved him, he has to teach him a lesson, lest he one day repeat the mistakes of the past and mistake his own life, although his life and death are irrelevant, but if it makes Zhiyun Mountain sad. But it's not worth it. Thinking of this, Ping Yan looked at Xia Qian's gaze a little deeper, and said lightly: "General Xia, General Zhe must be very important to you, but you became famous at a young age, and you are inevitably a little arrogant, do you know what it means to be smart but mistaken by smart?"

Xia Qian was slightly stunned, he had already sensed that the temperament of these two people was a little unpredictable, if the cloth-clothed woman wanted to kill him now. It's not necessarily impossible, my heart is tight, and I am trying to delay the time in every possible way, but I feel that it is dark in front of me. A faint figure flashed, and then he felt a heavy blow to the back of the head, and before he could figure out why Pingyan suddenly changed his attitude, he had already fainted to the ground. I heard only a voice that was fading away: "I hope you can remember today's lesson." Alas. ”

Yang Ning naturally didn't mistake Ping Yan for killing Xia Qian, and said with some curiosity: "Why did Sister Yan stun him so hard, isn't it okay to click on his acupoint?"

Ping Yan stretched out his hand to check Xia Qian's pulse and snort, and then said lightly: "Naturally, it is different." I can use this technique to make people lose their memories of the recent period, after he wakes up. I will never remember the events of today. Zijing must be relieved now. He'll never remember your conversation with me. With that, he picked up the dagger and played with it for a moment. But he finally didn't put away the dagger, but gently put it next to Xia Qian.

Yang Ning's eyes flashed with doubt, and he asked a little strangely, "Since Sister Yan wants to teach him a lesson, why should she erase his memory?"

Pingyan said lightly: "If it's for you, I'm afraid that I will forget it, but some people are different, the smarter people are, the more unwilling they are to lose control of the affairs around them, once he finds out that he has lost a memory inexplicably, I'm afraid that I will have trouble sleeping, and if your identity is guessed by him, I'm afraid there will be some trouble, that is, you don't care, he may not be able to avoid the pond fish, rather than this, it is better to let him forget it." ”

Yang Ning's eyes moved slightly when he heard this, although he had a simple temperament, but he knew the emotional changes of the people he valued, and he could naturally hear it, Ping Yan's so-called teaching Xia Qian a little lesson was just by the way, and the main purpose was to eliminate Xia Qian's memory, lest he know his identity and affect his own situation, after all, his true identity is still inconvenient to disclose, otherwise some people's means will not be so weak, if not, he will not use this way to strengthen his determination to kill people. However, from Pingyandi's words, he also felt that this woman was different from him, only to feel a warm current in his heart slowly flowing, he was a little unaccustomed to such a situation, and couldn't help avoiding Pingyan's gaze, and said: "Sister Yan always treats me as a stupid person, if you let Qingping know, you must say that Sister Yan is her confidant, but this little trick is very interesting, Sister Yan might as well teach me, this is much more interesting than killing people." "At the end of the day, I wanted to change the subject, but I was really curious.

Ping Yan said with a smile: "This is not a wonderful move, I learned it from General Zhe when I tried the sword plug, if you have the opportunity to meet him, you might as well learn more about these things with him, he has been fighting with the Rong people in the border for many years, and there are many wonderful skills that the Central Plains people have never heard of." "Anyway, Pingyan didn't hide his secrets, and gave the key to this technique to Yang Ning, in fact, it was just to cut off the blood veins leading to the brain for a period of time, what needs to be paid attention to is the length of time, if it is too long, it will inevitably become an idiot, if it is too short, but it does not work, if it is properly controlled, it can eliminate the memory of the person who accepts this technique for two to three days, it is the most suitable for people who want to keep secrets but do not want to hurt people's lives, but it will make people drowsy for a few days, and the sequelae are very obvious. Yang Ning was born in the martial arts sect, and his understanding of the human body's blood meridians is not weaker than Pingyan, and he has also read a lot of records about the technique of intercepting the pulse, but Yang Ning did not think that he could use the technique of intercepting the pulse to eliminate people's memories。

Both of them are martial arts idiots, this discussion of the mysteries of martial arts, where do they still remember each other's hostile identities, and time passed unconsciously, until Xia Qian's intermittent moaning sound came from the ears of the two, and then they remembered their original purpose. But at this time, even if there is the deepest hostility, it can't help but disappear a lot, and they can't help but smile at each other, and go away hand in hand, and a few ups and downs have disappeared without a trace, only

Xia Qian, who had just woken up, with a blank look on his face and a splitting headache, was in the other garden

Although there are countless scenic spots inside and outside Jinling City. But the most prosperous of visitors is the Confucius Temple, located in the west of Taoyedu, the Confucian Temple, the Buddhist Temple on the north bank of Qinhuai is magnificent, and there are countless restaurants and tea shops that radiate in all directions. In particular, six years ago, Yue Guogong built a new Jiangning Mansion School next to the Confucian Temple, and hired Jiangdong famous Confucians to set up tents here to give lectures. The Confucius Temple is also becoming more and more prosperous. Different from the ten-mile Qinhuai, it is rare to see the Qinglou tile house here, which is more suitable for ordinary people to travel with their families, and you can see a variety of Jinling specialties along the way. Even those self-proclaimed literati and writers will not linger here, if they are interested. It's just a whole day of shopping. It may not be able to be fun.

It's late autumn now. Even though the weather is very sunny, it is only warmer at midday. After noon, even if the autumn sun is shining, it is inevitably a little cold, but the pedestrians on the street are still shuttling back and forth, and because of the large number of people, most of them will squeeze out a hot sweat, but it also reduces a little autumn. On a calligraphy and painting stall, the old man wearing a white-washed Confucian shirt squinted his eyes and looked at the passers-by, although his stall is not particularly large, but it is also dazzling, in addition to some calligraphy and paintings of the world, there are some ancient paintings copied, landscapes, flowers and birds, ladies and Buddhas, and so on, and some painted paper fans, although not exquisite enough, but also fresh and elegant, in the morning, it also got dozens of silver coins, enough for several days, so the old man looked very relaxed, and did not shout loudly, just peace of mind behind the table waiting for the wisher to take the bait。 The warm autumn sun shone on him, and it wasn't long before his head dozed off like a chicken pecking rice. However, when a cold voice sounded in his ears, he immediately came to his senses, raised his head and looked around blankly, and the cold voice sounded again: "Old man, how much is this fan?"

The old man rubbed his eyes hard, and then he saw clearly that it was a woman in cloth and hairpin, standing in the middle of the painting stall, looking down at a Xiangfei bamboo fan, the fan was painted with red plums, and the pen was straight, and it was already considered to be a top grade in this calligraphy and painting stall. The old man is well-informed, obviously the distance between the two is not short, and there are people around him, this woman's voice is actually in his ears, he knows that this woman is not an ordinary boudoir figure, plus the aftermath of his eyes glimpsed the woman's beautiful face like ice and snow, and secretly guessed in his heart that this woman is most likely a family lady traveling in different clothes, presumably his business is about to open again, and he hurriedly stepped forward with a smile on his face, and complimented: " This girl's eyesight is really good, this fan is a masterpiece, you see this red plum, it can be described as sparse and interesting, the fan bone is also Seiko, only ninety silver dollars. ”

The woman seemed to smile slightly, but lowered her head, so that people could not see her expression, I saw her play with the bamboo fan a few times, and suddenly handed it to the side and said: "Zijing, do you look at this Xiangfei bamboo fan is elegant?" The old man noticed that there was a handsome young man in Tsing Yi standing behind the woman, although the young man was dressed a lot more gorgeously, but his appearance was ordinary, his bearing was tranquil, and he was not outstanding at all in the bustling crowd. When the old man regretted not greeting this obviously richer guest, he didn't notice that the woman's gesture of handing out the bamboo fan was a little strange, and the closed bamboo fan was intentionally or unintentionally pointing towards the wrist of the handsome young man, and the young man didn't realize it, just reached out to catch the bamboo fan, and didn't see how he moved, and one end of the bamboo fan had fallen into his hand. But although he took the embroidered fan, the woman did not let go immediately, one of the two held the handle of the fan, the other pinched the fan, the movements seemed to pause, the woman let go of her hand, and the bamboo fan was handed over to the young man. The handsome young man unfolded the fan and took a look, it seemed that he liked the pattern on it very much, and he didn't bargain, he reached out to his waist and probe, there were already dozens of copper coins, and he threw them at the old man casually, but with a flick of his wrist, a few copper coins deviated from the trajectory, but threw them at the woman in cloth who was blocked between the two. Although the young man's demeanor was contemptuous, the old man had long been accustomed to the days of obedience, and hurriedly bent down to pick up the copper coins that fell beside him, and when he picked up the copper coins under the painting stall, he also saw the copper coins thrown in the wrong direction gently sliding down the woman's clothes to the ground, and he couldn't care about the rudeness, and hurriedly crawled over to pick up the copper coins. When he raised his head, he saw that the pair of young men and women had walked forward side by side, the woman was long and jade, and the young man was also tall, the two were not only similar in stature, but also about the same height, the young man was slightly shorter than the woman, the old man looked from behind, and only felt that the backs of these two people were seven points similar, or a pair of sisters and brothers, the old man thought vaguely, counted the copper coins in his hand, and couldn't help but show a smug smile, the silver money earned on this day was enough to make him worry about food and clothing for ten days and a half months.

Seeing that the copper coin that he spilled as a hidden weapon was silently shaken down by Pingyan, Yang Ning not only did not feel annoyed, but his eyes flashed with excitement, in order to increase the difficulty of fighting, he and Pingyan both chose the most crowded Confucius Temple as the battlefield, although it was only half an hour, but the two have fought dozens of times, but it is a pity that the shots of both sides were either taken over by the opponent, or because they could not affect the innocent and were forced to stop。 And this kind of literary war, the opportunity to win, not only lies in the depth of the martial arts of both sides, but also depends on the level of each other's wisdom, luck is more important, since his debut, every time he shoots, whether it is victory or defeat, he can predict eight or nine times out of ten, although it feels good to be confident, but if everything happens as he expected, it is not fun. Only this time, he is not the slightest bit sure of the changes in the battle situation, and even a trivial matter may affect the outcome of the battle between the two, such a challenge is really unprecedented for him, if it is not a matter of life and death, he would like to fight with Ping Yan all the time.